Understanding Perspective : Part 2

This is part 2 in understanding perspective. It involves a fictious scenario which involves 3 different perspectives.

Part 2

The war was not going well. Most of Yorkshire had been taken and the brass had ordered an evacuation of Manchester. The enemy was making its way across the dividing moorland. The areas closest to the impending attack had been cleared already, now it was up to the army to remove anyone who had'nt volunteered to go. The RAF were planning on dropping a low yield nuclear warhead tomorrow, and the urgency to clear any remaining civilians was evident.

There was eight hours left. Information had been given regarding one particular street. The residents had decided not to leave. They had all agreed to stay and defend their own homes from the enemy. The brass had decided to clear them, by force if necessary. They sent enough trucks to carry all of the civilians, enough troops to hit each house simultaneously and enough of a blocking force, just in case the enemy did show up.

The road was empty. It looked like any other street in the area. No parked cars blocked the convoys route, and the troops dispersed without incident. Three man teams approached their target front doors and the banging started. The operating procedure was to knock first, then bang then take down the door and search the property. A risk of chemical attack was meant that each soldier had to wear their respirator. This made life harder for them all, but a dead soldier is a useless soldier.

A three man team approached their target door. Their intelligence told them that an old lady and her grandson lived here, and that they hadn't left. They started knocking on the door. After a few minutes the knocking stopped, and the banging and shouting through the letter box started. The troops were aware that most of the other houses were empty now, and their commander instructed them to take the door down.

The door gave quite easily and the three men entered the house. They constantly shouted 'Army, we're here to get you out!' but they never got a response. They quickly searched the lower floor then moved up the stairs. No signs of anyone could be found. They quickly entered the upstairs bedrooms and one of them pulled open a large cupbaord door. The old lady was cowering inside. He told her it was ok, and that he was here to help, but she just screamed and screamed. He knew he had to get her out of here. He took her flailing wrist and tried to coax her from the cupboard. she screamed in a language he couldn't understand, and he was really struggling to get her to the door. Another trooper came into the room and the two of them were able to make better time. The third man in their team ran down the stairs. He had gone to get a stretcher and some blankets, he knew she would probably end up in shock, and the whole idea was to get these civilians to safety, not scare them to death. The two remaining men managaed to get the old lady down the stairs. She fought them all of the way, and a number of times they nearly fell into one giant pile. As they reached the bottom a huge teenager appeared from nowhere and started wresting with the lead man. The soldier involved could'nt use his rifle, and suddenly found himself on the floor. Just as the giagantic young man was about to stamp on his face, the trooper felt the body of the man hit the floor. His squad mate had knocked him out.

The old lady was half carried to the waiting truck. She was lifted up and into the back, fighting all the way. They then went back and collected the unconcious teenager. He was also placed in the truck and the tailgate closed. Two of the soldiers climbed up and the third ran to the front. The truck, the last truck then left the road and silence returned.

Part 1 : http://dadibobs.hubpages.com/hub/Perspective-Part-1-a-Fiction

Part 3 : http://dadibobs.hubpages.com/hub/Understanding-Perspective-Part-3